When the moon met the sun (ENGLISH VERSION)

-12- WITH OR WITHOUT YOU

-BLAIRE'S POV-

The next day, it was as if the world still revolved around us.

Tom was hungover, but even so, he was as sweet as yesterday

I was alone in the cafeteria, the others still asleep, probably still in the bath from last night's party. Tom had gone outside for a cigarette.

I sipped my coffee and wrote a few notes on my computer.

Eventually, the boy makes his entrance. He approaches me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. His lips touch my cheeks. My smile widens.

Tom
- Hello again.
he says, resting his head on my shoulder.

Blaire
- Hello again.
I say, taking my eyes off my screen to look at him.

He looks exhausted.

Blaire
- How are you? You look exhausted.

Tom nods gently.
- I'm fine... I've got a hangover.
he says, chuckling.

I smile softly, his voice telling me something's wrong, but I don't want to force it.

Chris enters the cafeteria. His hair is a mess and he's rubbing his eyes as if he's just woken up.

Blaire
- Ugh, the face.

Chris
- Shut your mouth.
he says, settling down beside me. He grabs my coffee cup with his right hand.

Blaire
- Hey... It's my coff-

I don't have time to finish my sentence before he drinks it in one gulp. I shrug and sigh.
- I didn't say anything...

Tom snickers again next to my ear.

Chris
- This afternoon, we're previewing a game of "Reden".

I'm wide-eyed.
- Already?

Chris nods.
- You've worked so hard on it, it's almost finished. We've still got a few things to polish up.

Tom
- So this afternoon, our song will be premiered?

Chris nods again.
- That's right. The whole world will know that Germany's two best bands have collaborated together.
he says, almost with stars in his eyes.

- I think most fans are expecting it, but I think it's still going to be an incredible surprise.

I smile, glancing at Tom, who is already watching me.

Chris
- By the way, Tom, Marc told me to tell you that tomorrow morning you've got an interview around 10 o'clock.

Tom sighs, looking up at the sky.
- 10 o'clock?! Seriously...

Chris
- Work it out with Marc. C'est pas mon problème.
He says in a mixed French accent.

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-TOM'S POV-

The last time I saw John was when he talked to my brother. In fact, Bill and I hadn't even broached the subject yet.

After that, we didn't really have time to talk about it alone.

It's when I see him smoking a cigarette, alone, at the back of the building, that I decide it's time.

I step in front of him, his dark eyes meeting mine. Smoke slowly leaves his mouth as he rests his back against the wall.

Tom
- You know why I'm standing in front of you.